All my life, my devotion to Pitaji was that of the devotion of a son towards his father. True, I worshipped Him as God, but I loved Him more than I worshipped Him. My devotion was to take a new turn now. Having lost His human Form I was to see Him as an Invisible God – but one whom I loved more than anyone else. His visible Human Form had developed a Love within me for His Invisible Formless Form, which would remain with me forever, till I mingled into Him.“It is not only the drop of water that is desirous of meeting the ocean, it is also the ocean which is desirous of calling the drop to itself. Without the drop even the ocean would remain incomplete.”The only solace I could give myself was that my “intention”–““Ye meraa zarf ke khataa par khataa huyi mujhse“It was my habit to sin again and again,“Issee adaa pe to marte hain tere deevaane“Thy Grace makes Thy Lovers die for Thee